"Applegate, Katherine A - Animorphs - 27 - The Exposed" - читать интересную книгу автора (Applegate Katherine A)

You become a Controller.

4 You walk and talk the same. You have the same memories. You still chew
gum in class and toss brussels sprouts back into the serving bowl when
you think your mother isn't looking.

Only it isn't you doing any of it. The real you is caged up inside your
head, helpless, screaming silently at the Yeerk slug holding you hostage.

Become a Controller, and you have no will of your own.

I will never surrender my free will.

This is why we fight. And to be honest, I like a good fight. The
adrenaline spike of battle. The rush. The challenge.

And now that I've admitted that, I'll admit something else: Lately, it's
been scaring me that I like it. That I look forward to it so much.

My father thinks I'm as tough as any boy. My cousin Jake says my
specialty is kicking butt. Marco calls me Xena, Warrior Princess, and
jokes that I'm always the first to want to fight.

He's right. I'm front and center. Head of the line. "Let's do it," I've
said, more times than I can count.

And I'm afraid that if I keep giving in to the urge, sooner or later
I'll forget how to do anything else. Forget how to do the things I used
to like to do.

I used to love gymnastics. Not the balance beam, exactly. I'm talking
about the powerful

5 feeling I got working the parallel bars. And vaulting was as close as
I'd ever come to flying.

Not anymore, of course. Not since I became an Animorph. The thrill of
vaulting doesn't even come close to the thrill of soaring as a bald
eagle. Or zipping around as a fly. And human muscles are pathetic after
experiencing a cat's liquid grace. Or becoming a grizzly bear. Now we're
talking power.

I can't help myself. It's like I'm addicted or something. Addicted to
danger. Addicted to defeating the Yeerk invaders.

And addicted in my dreams, at least, to smearing Visser Three across the
pavement like the overgrown slug that he is.

See? I told you I was starting to scare me.